Net King’s Beginning With Breathing Method

"This, this, this..."

The South Korean commentator looked dumbfounded and didn't know how to explain it for a long time.

After being won by the Neon team in the first set, they originally had a glimmer of hope for the second set.

As a result, I didn't expect... Li Dazhong and Rusunan failed more quickly and thoroughly.

Those South Korean fans on the sidelines are also dumb. How cool they were at the beginning, they are now aggrieved.

"Park Minsu!"

"Come on Minsoo Oppa!"

I don't know who raised a head, and the name of Park Min-soo was called out strangely outside the field. As if the opponent is going to play in the next game.

"These Koreans are really interesting."

Duke Watanabe rolled his eyes and smiled with interest on his face, "They all seem to think that Park Minsu is very strong?"

Jackie Yoo turned his head and glanced at the destruction king from France.

"Before they really failed, they had always been like this." Shangshanyou smiled.

Everyone in the army smiled upon hearing this.

Some younger generations in South Korea have always claimed that the whole world belongs to them.

It is normal for this kind of fanaticism to develop into a certain sport. The first country to make sports entertaining so thoroughly is their South Korea.

However, if they were a little negligent this time, I'm afraid it would really be the way of the other party.

As he said, the shirt turned his head to look at Yue Zhi Yueguang, who had been standing by the side coldly, "Senior, I'll beg you for the next game."

"Um."

Yue Zhi Yueguang nodded calmly.

Hakamada Izo beside him was smiling: "Captain, don't worry, I will make them quieter later."

Seeing that Hakamada Izo raised his eyebrows and winked at him, Yusuo Yuu smiled calmly, pretending to be.

The other party really has always been this character, fortunately, I thought he was the kind of unsmiling muscular serious man.

at the same time.

The atmosphere on the Korean front is much more suppressed.

Park Min-soo's face was sullen, and he was confessing to the upcoming doubles No. 1 duo.

As for their coach

More is responsible for external business docking, training and arranging these tasks.

It can be said that the real tennis knowledge may not be understood by their players.

Their tennis system, which imitates the commercialization of Europe, has taken a detour from the very beginning.

"Guangyao, no matter what method you use, I will win the next game!"

Park Minsu lowered the voice in his throat, appearing very harsh.

His eyes swept the South Korean team's No.2 and No6, and finally emphasized it again: "Remember, it is any means!"

"I don't want you to be like the two trash before."

Head tilted.

Park Min-soo's eyes were like a flash of lightning, which made Lee Dae-jong's face pale.

After screwing up two things in a row, you can imagine his next days in the team.

Quan Guangyao and the other No.6 looked solemn, and responded with a sonorous voice: "Yes!"

...

Not long.

"Next, the first doubles match is about to begin. The Korean team Kwon Kwang Yew and Kang Moon Han will play against the neon team Otsuchi Moonlight and Hakamada Izo."

"Please come forward!"

The loud broadcast sounded, and the representatives from both sides walked out of their positions.

The two commentators on the commentary stage let out a sigh of relief. Just now, they bit the bullet and analyzed a lot of the possibility of their existence in Korea.

Now finally...

With the arrival of new players, they can divert the attention of the more emotional audience.

"Wow, next we will send No. 2 Kwon Kwang Yew xi on behalf of the team. His strength is second only to Park Myung Soo..."

Immediately afterwards, there are a lot of rainbow farts.

A bunch of bragging and explanations of the record made everyone on the U17 side of Neon stunned.

"Is this person so strong?"

With a trace of doubt on his face, Yukimura put his arms around his chest and whispered softly.

I remember that when he looked at the information last night, Senior Mitsugu's evaluation of this person was also very ordinary.

Maybe it's not bad in South Korea, but once it is put on the world stage, no, even only in Asia, it won't rank well.

Unbreakable Iron Man laughed coldly on the side: "The prosperity on the surface can't conceal the ruin inside them. It's a mule or a horse. You'll find out after a stroll."

"Um."

Yukimura gave him a surprised look.

This former minister of Lion Music, who was one year older than him, really looked quite transparent.

It seemed that Yukimura was puzzled.

Do not break the corner of the iron man's mouth, "Mutsu-senpai has already demonstrated for us, and..."

He paused and raised his palm to point to his eyes, "I only believe what I see."

Yukimura only noticed that his pupils were shining with golden light.

This person is not easy too!

There was a little more alertness in Yukimura's heart. At the beginning, the unbreakable iron man easily fell into the hands of Yushang Yuu. At that time, he hadn't noticed this man much.

did not expect……

Yukimura recalled the competitive model of the First Army in his mind. Although this ranking is still behind him, he believes that he will catch up soon.

None of the mental abilities are simple.

On the field.

After the two sides quickly guessed the side, the referee announced from the high chair: "The match begins. The Neon representative team, Yue Zhi Yueguang and Hakamada Izo serve, and the game ends."

The two sides looked at each other in front of the net, and then each launched a standard front and back formation.

Seeing Yuezhi Moonlight approaching the service line coldly, Shang Shan Yu couldn't help but chuckle and said, "It seems that Senior Yue Zhi is not going to give them any chance."

Yukimura was a little surprised and glanced at him diagonally.

"Does this senior have any tricks to serve?"

Turning his gaze to the tall figure of Otsuchi Moonlight, Yukimura had a glimmer of expectation in his heart.

Speaking of it, the former minister of the Ice Emperor ranked ninth in the first army, and he was stuck just before the top of the shirt to remind him and Tezuka the position.

The strength of the top ten of the first army?

Then let me take a good look!

...

Da Da... Da Da...

Backcourt, the service line.

Yue Zhi Yueguang was using that wide palm to gently press down on the tennis ball.

His dark blue eyes were cleverly hidden under his long bangs.

Cold eyes shot sharply through the strands of dyed hair, and Yue Zhi Yueguang's palm firmly grasped the last rebounding tennis ball.

Huh!

Unlike ordinary people's arms, the tennis ball flew high above his head.

"This height!!"

Quan Guangyao squinted his eyes slightly, and his heart was twelve minutes old.

The opponent's height is destined to be able to play some super high-speed serve.

"I must……"

Bang!

The sound of a tennis ball hitting the ground came to his ears, and his thinking was also chopped off, and his whole person froze in place.

"What, what?!"

With his mouth slightly open, he stared blankly at the ball mark not far from his foot.

Da da da……

The tennis ball slowly bounced off the side wall of the court, and every time it landed, the sound outside the court was reduced by three points.

Even the referee panicked and watched the ten times upside down, and then took a deep breath and pronounced: "The Neon team scored 15-0!"

Wow! !

Suddenly.

The whole stadium seemed to explode, and all kinds of angry curses, or panic sighs erupted.

"Huh, what was the ball called just now?"

Yukimura's eyes widened, and he asked in a bit of amazement.

"This is Ochi Moonlight's unique Mach serve."

The shirt Yu hasn't spoken yet, and-Kun Island Yudou on the side inserted with a smile, "This is a serve that is approaching No. 1 in the first game."

"You mean our U17?"

Yukimura was shocked. He had estimated the strength of the top ten in the first army, but this is also...

"Yes!"

-Kundao Yudou looked at the court with a solemn expression. The grim man seemed to have done an ordinary thing just now.

"And this is not the main ability of Otsuchi-senpai~"

Jackie Yu put his hands on his raised knees, and added in a leisurely tone: "He is called a mental assassin on the court!"

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